Lyrics:
ain't famous, don't press me
All cash, won't do no checking
Fuck it, let's battle, like let me go choose my weapon
Balling so hard I might need my own
[GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO]
Genuine Draft with the Gat
Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level
That I'ma
I THINK WE'RE LIVIN' IN THE GOOD OLD DAYS
(Red Simpson - Dean Holloway)
« © '68 Airfield Music »
I think we're livin' in the good old days
So
really good with computers
Chattin with my side girl while my main girl
Thinkin it is a message by a YouTube user
I don't wanna lose her
Nah, I don't want
Girl I've been unfaithful baby don't you say
It's ok (Let it all out let the tears fall down)
Did some things behind you baby don't you say
It's
it
I live in a mansion, grew up in the trenches (wow)
Niggas be hating, I get it, they still in their feelings
Get found by some niggas who's
it take a man to learn
That fear is just a hollow alibi
How long does it take a man to learn? x1
One by one the slats began to break
The pounding
might be
It's Brian
Brian has an STD
I'm sorry
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
appease the world with the
Statement tomorrow they can hear the
Good news that Brian is he let
Them all down he finally got what he
Deserved but no I wont
(aye)
Let a dick hop, call Mona
Legs boutta spread like Corona'
Piss all in his face he get a boner (Ssss)
Lookin' like the Simpsons now he Homer
Dog ass
good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see? Looking good
Man I'm killing it, riding in that brand new
Swimming through the streets, looking like
a bigger home
War it out just like the natives look how the semi-noles (knows)
Hit them notes
Got your girl playing Brian’s piccolo
Skip her though
I’m
All your love I roll it up
Like the weed up in my blunt
Baby girl you got me stuck
I know you're my favorite drug
Watching Netflix rolling blunts
not having digits
Wanting to end it
Hide from the kids by saying explicit
But this is the shit that they need to listen
Real nigga wisdom really
just buggin' the fuck out
Enough of that shit, it's time to O.D, one time
But y'all could take it how you want it, word
Ayo the bottom line is I'm
a useless, vacant, whore of a man.
Somedays I wish it could all end in a flash of light with no smoking pistol.
I’m deeply sorry for all the spirals I’ve let
expansion
Eatin good like Homer Simpson
But what happened to the love cause all I feel is tension
Keep the dope right by the engine
Keep the pistol behind
vitamin E,
Got my man card ready for the shorty's for D.
Bless it up the hard way I'm deep in your tunnel,
By appointment only lube job with a funnel.
gung ho over dumb quotes
Couple plot holes
Fill up them slow
Make a day by day career
Take it week to year
Break the streak to steer
Clear of weakness
not at all)
I ain't think so
You know I'm truly unbothered (unbothered)
By these people talking down on me
It's not hard to stay solid (solid)
Learn how
to Brian with the weather
But first, a memorable eulogy for one lost newscaster
We'd like to say goodbye, goodnight, good day, good morning, Good Morning,
Phantom bitch, call it moan of the dead
Men all up on me, they giving me head
Went to the bakery, stole all of they bread
Cookin' up heat like my
And stick them in your girly shoes,
And Dave replied well after all,
Why not at least use quarters,
So then you can make a phone call,
Its finally time, time
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